Luyện nghe bài hát Ova Here

The real hip hop is ova
The real hip hop is ova
The hip hop is ova here
The real hip hop is ova

Blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, clear 'em out, 'em out, word

Yo, Nelly, you ain't fo' real and you ain't
Your whole style sounds like a N'Sync
Ignoramus, I'm the baddest with the mic
the God of rap is madness, I'll snatch your status
With ugly lookin' billboard, you could stop them
But I got enough to make my own top ten

You limited the spread of traffic
You bite my style off the
So when you speak you bet I hear the
You better chill out like, Chuck, I kick like three,
One of my sixteen bar rhymes is of your choruses
Of course it is ridiculous, watch out, I begin to curve
Gotcha, on hands and knees
Ain't it about time for some real

The hip hop is ova here
The real hip hop is ova
The hip hop is ova here
The hip hop is ova here

Uh, we on a tonight
you see me comin', I don't front, I fight
People say I'm contradictin' I'm all about peace
To say the least, with a violent
It ain't no mystery, rappers wanna get with me
My people don't see that, all they is stop hittin' me, huh
Stop me, Chris, you want to help my career, Nelly?
Well, you can if you don't exist, huh

I think it's 'bout time we these pop rappers
Fuck these pop rappers, hip hop does to me
Does it to you? My crew
If it does, you what the hell to do
your guns in the air, pump it like, yeah
Let these bitch ass know we in here
Go to the shows, huh, boo 'em off
Tell 'em KRS you they at the end of they days

Let me tell you, let's give hip hop a
And don't buy album on June twenty fifth
That'll send a back to all 'em sellouts
nigga rapper, your bottom done fell out
You don't know how
I told you I talkin' about you then
But I'm about you now
Blaow, one to the knees, blaow, one goes through
Even St. Louis like you